I simply could not bring myself to blog yesterday. My whiskers were drooping all day long. It is a condition only known to pussycats. Basically, I was not feeling bright-eyed and bushy-tailed…which I most certainly do on a daily basis. I have every intention of discussing this Battle of Waterloo matter further, yet presently I am not in the mood. However, I can tell you one thing…It was BAD!…Not a good thing!…Ta-ta!

This is what happened…meow by meow…as witnessed by the pussycat…moi! It all began when Mumzy and Popzy decided to travel to Belgium. They enjoy travelling to historical places, therefore they dragged the resident cat…again namely moi…along. Do not ask me as to why, for I do not know other than the fact that they believe that it is imperative to teach the pussycat…namely moi, once again…history! Thus, I am going to pass on my vast knowledge unto you…whomever you may be…whether you like it or not…So there!…Besides, knowledge must be passed on. Back to the story. Alas, we arrived in Belgium. If you wish to know more about the plane ride…read my book, Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. Having arrived in Belgium, we then rented a vehicle and drove to Waterloo. The battlefield, where the Battle of Waterloo was fought, is in the vicinity of the town of Waterloo. It was in this horrendous battle, that the great Napoleon Bonaparte was defeated. It took place in the year 1815. AKH! This is already much too much information for one day. I can feel my fur rising. I need a rest. A cat nap to be exact. Therefore, bits and pieces will be shared on a daily basis. Poor fellow…Napoleon, that is…I rather liked him when I met him. If you wish to know more…read the book! Until tomorrow…Ta-ta!

This is what happened…meow by meow…as witnessed by the pussycat…moi! It all began when Mumzy and Popzy decided to travel to Belgium. They enjoy travelling to historical places, therefore they dragged the resident cat…again namely moi…along. Do not ask me as to why, for I do not know other than the fact that they believe that it is imperative to teach the pussycat…namely moi, once again…history! Thus, I am going to pass on my vast knowledge unto you…whomever you may be…whether you like it or not…So there!…Besides, knowledge must be passed on. Back to the story. Alas, we arrived in Belgium. If you wish to know more about the plane ride…read my book, Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. Having arrived in Belgium, we then rented a vehicle and drove to Waterloo. The battlefield, where the Battle of Waterloo was fought, is in the vicinity of the town of Waterloo. It was in this horrendous battle, that the great Napoleon Bonaparte was defeated. It took place in the year 1815. AKH! This is already much too much information for one day. I can feel my fur rising. I need a rest. A cat nap to be exact. Therefore, bits and pieces will be shared on a daily basis. Poor fellow…Napoleon, that is…I rather liked him when I met him. If you wish to know more…read the book! Until tomorrow…Ta-ta!

Today, as promised, we will begin our lecture regarding the Battle of Waterloo. When I met Napoleon Bonaparte…I told him…Do not do it! Alas, he did not listen. If one wishes to know more about this particular conversation, one needs to check out my book Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. One of my whiskers is drooping now. I have been saddened by this entire matter. We shall have to pick up where we left off tomorrow. Ta-ta!

Today, as promised, we will begin our lecture regarding the Battle of Waterloo. When I met Napoleon Bonaparte…I told him…Do not do it! Alas, he did not listen. If one wishes to know more about this particular conversation, one needs to check out my book Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. One of my whiskers is drooping now. I have been saddened by this entire matter. We shall have to pick up where we left off tomorrow. Ta-ta!

Next week, I shall begin to discuss the Battle of Waterloo. Prepare thyself. It shall be a most furry situation! In the meantime, please do enjoy your weekend. Ta-ta!

Next week, I shall begin to discuss the Battle of Waterloo. Prepare thyself. It shall be a most furry situation! In the meantime, please do enjoy your weekend. Ta-ta!

Well I googled! As well as my furry paws would allow me to google…that is! Apparently, in France, the Napoleon pastry is known as mille-feuilles, and outside of France it is known as a Napoleon. Yet, I remember distinctly that when we were in France with Mumzy and Popzy…it was known, understood, and ordered at the various cafes…by the name of…Napoleon! Therefore, there goes that theory…right out of the window…along with the crow which just flew by! Perhaps, the crow comes from France as well,…and he would know as to the origin of this most delicious pastry.

Mille-feuilles…my furry paws! Now what do I do? One would think that the humans of the world would have a sensible answer regarding this matter…one would think…would not one? Alas, it is said, that the pastry was indeed invented in France, and that it was indeed Napoleon Bonaparte’s favorite pastry. I should have asked the Emperor when I had the utmost pleasure of meeting him. If one wishes to know more regarding this particular matter, one may check out my book, Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. Thus, I will continue researching this matter further. It is a rather curious matter, but then again, I am a rather curious pussycat…so there! Ta-ta!!! Phffft!

Well I googled! As well as my furry paws would allow me to google…that is! Apparently, in France, the Napoleon pastry is known as mille-feuilles, and outside of France it is known as a Napoleon. Yet, I remember distinctly that when we were in France with Mumzy and Popzy…it was known, understood, and ordered at the various cafes…by the name of…Napoleon! Therefore, there goes that theory…right out of the window…along with the crow which just flew by! Perhaps, the crow comes from France as well,…and he would know as to the origin of this most delicious pastry.

Mille-feuilles…my furry paws! Now what do I do? One would think that the humans of the world would have a sensible answer regarding this matter…one would think…would not one? Alas, it is said, that the pastry was indeed invented in France, and that it was indeed Napoleon Bonaparte’s favorite pastry. I should have asked the Emperor when I had the utmost pleasure of meeting him. If one wishes to know more regarding this particular matter, one may check out my book, Cat Paws Through History, Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte. Thus, I will continue researching this matter further. It is a rather curious matter, but then again, I am a rather curious pussycat…so there! Ta-ta!!! Phffft!

Please do forgive me, however I was not able to post a blog on Tuesday. Alas, the entire day was one giant hairball moment…which lasted basically all day long. Not much fun…if you know what I mean. I slept most of the day. Although, cats are said to sleep 16 hours a day, I do believe that I slept even longer. Mumzy always gives me some butter or a special hair ball prevention concoction. It worked! Hairballs are a nuisance. Yet, they can also have dangerous side effects. I am a Persian cat. I have very long fur, therefore hairballs are a fact of life.

As promised, I have been doing my research regarding the Napoleon pastry. Whether it did or did not originate in France, is a matter of opinion; however, I do wish to get to the bottom of this. I still would like to know as to why it is called a Napoleon. Did Napoleon Bonaparte enjoy eating them?…I wonder. Ta-ta!